10 Rich #2
She pauses, and when I turn I see her head lifting off the rock. The sunglasses hide her eyes too well. “If it’s not someone saved, ignore it. Get over here already. Get in the hot springs. Drop those pants.”
A little nagging feeling pulls at my thoughts, but I shake it away.
I don’t know why it bothers me, but maybe it's all the subtle little secrets Kim hides. Something’s going on in the background that she’s not willing to share.
I doubt things will change this weekend, but I'm hoping she’ll trust me at least a bit more.
I hit the volume key to silence the call and drop it back into her things, heading outside again. She’s still reclined against the rocks, moaning quietly in the pool. I don’t think she’s trying to be sexy, but something about her skin dripping wet and her head tilted back makes my cock throb.
Well, she did tell me what she wants me to do.
I strip in the quiet, and her head doesn’t move at all. Once everything is off, kicked into a pile near the water, I get in, sinking into the pool beside her.
Kimber gives a tired groan, her head rolling towards me. Then she yawns. “Y-you finally made it in.”
Despite myself, I laugh. My cock that’s semi hard takes a backseat as she moves and lifts the sunglasses revealing her tired eyes. She slept on the way out here for over an hour, and we haven’t been at Euphoria very long. “Need another nap, Dreamer?”
She hums, letting her eyes fall closed again. “Why do you call me that?”
I pause, considering. Now that I know she’s into somnophilia, it feels like a match made in BDSM heaven that I picked out that nickname.
But I had no idea at the time. “Your eyes. They always shined like you had big dreams, and you would get lost in thought with your head in the clouds. Like a Dreamer.”
“Hmm.” she twists towards me, and I shift until my arms are stretched wide on the rock behind us. The rocks that double as seats are wide enough and at a convenient height that I can easily sit and study her. “I don’t let myself get lost like that very often.”
I frown. “You’ve done that with me for years.”
“Yeah,” she says, fighting another yawn. “I guess something about you makes me feel safe.”
Safe. My eyes track her movements when she stretches, the old scars on her wrists sticking out now that they’re wet. The little white lines draw my eye, but hers are still closed, and I don’t want to kill the moment. “You know… you aren’t supposed to sleep in the water.”
Kim sighs. “Could you watch me? For a few minutes. Then you can do whatever you want to me, but this hot spring feels amazing.”
With the way her eyes are closed, the tension in her face gone and the ease in her shoulders, I can’t make myself say no. “Five minutes. Come here.”
She cracks her eyes open long enough to half float, half walk over to me, sitting between my legs. Her head slides into the crook of my neck instantly, and she’s cuddling me. No hesitation, no questions. She plants herself there as though she’s always belonged, like this is where she’s meant to be.
Something in my chest tightens at the thought. Maybe she always belonged here.
I stroke back her messy hair, the ends barely wet. “Five minutes, Kim.”
She dozes off a few minutes later, softly snoring as we sit in the water. It’s relaxing, and I gently stroke her shoulder and look around at all the beauty around us.
I’m going to have a great time chasing her out here.
Once I’m sure she’s out for a while, her snores growing louder, I kiss the top of her head and move away. I didn’t have any specific plans while we’re here, just to get Kim to relax a little and maybe open up since she’s so closed off. For now though…
The water makes it easy to shift her around, and even with it splashing a little she doesn’t stir, continuing to snore.
She’s made it almost too easy for me, having already stripped.
If I’m careful and she’s tired enough I'm betting I can play with her for a good long while, maybe even until I finish.
I keep her facing me but a little more upright, her head rolling against the stones as I move to stand in front of her.
Right now I don't have the patience to go find toys or roll her onto her stomach and watch to see if getting waterboarded is a trigger.
She sighs in her sleep when I touch her, working her sensitive clit between my fingers as I watch her face. She stays relaxed, her legs falling open, and I'm pleased she opted for a nude dip.
When I slide a finger into her with one hand, I fist my cock with the other. She takes it too easily, so I add two more, watching the way her chest rises and falls quicker as I toy with her. Running my thumb across my head I spread the precum, watching as Kimber fidgets.
Brynne. She's never let me call her that, but I know it's her real name. I wonder if there's a scenario where she'll ever like being called by that name again.
Removing my fingers I line myself up with her pussy, her mouth falling open as I rub the tip against her. She squirms in the water, making it sway around us before I shove the tip in and pause.
She gasps, staying asleep, or she's faking it. I decide to test that out, using one hand to press the fingers I just fucked her with into her mouth.
Kimber gags, but she doesn't open her eyes. Her back arches as I fuck her mouth, shoving into her sweet warmth with one hard push that presses her back into the rocks.
Her eyes flutter as I start moving my hips with quick snaps, the water sloshing high on her chest as she arches. The pool is deep, nearly to her shoulders when we sat down, and now it splashes on her neck and face.
I pull her jaw down, opening her mouth as wide as it'll go, and some of the water hits her mouth. She struggles a little, fighting against me like she did in the woods, and something about that little bit of pushback drives me wild.
Her eyes snap open at the same moment that the idea hits me. Her blue orbs meet mine as I quicken my pace, tracing her lips with my thumb as I choke her.
"Afraid of drowning?" I ask, and her eyes go wide. She hesitates, reaching out to grip my arm with one hand while the other drags over the stones.
Slowly, Kim shakes her head as I fuck her. I groan and remove my fingers, watching as she gasps for air. I don't leave her alone as I move, the water still causing little waves around us.
I grip her throat, gentler than I have other times. "Trust me?"
She doesn't hesitate, and it makes my cock twitch. "Yes."
Taking her hand from my arm, I wrap it around my neck. Her grip is loose and uncertain as I change the pace, giving her deep, soul-shattering thrusts instead. "Squeeze when you want to come back up. Now hold your breath for me, Dreamer."
I give her just enough time to suck in a breath before I tighten my hold and drag us under.